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NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke."

With Milburn Stone as Doc,
Amanda Blake as Kitty,

Ken Curtis as Festus, Buck
Taylor as Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Ladies.

Just enough to see me through
the crop time, Mr. Dofeny.

When would that
be, Mr. Milligan.

Oh, no time at all.

First rain.

I can smell rain.

I can always smell rain.

Mr. Bodkin, he always
saw me through.

Mr. Bodkin is on business
in Hays, Mr. Milligan.

I'm here.

I'm not doubting
your nose, and I

know what they say
about a banker's hear,

but the facts, Mr.
Milligan, are that it hasn't

rained here in seven months.

And even if your nose
is right, this late,

your harvest will be so small it
wouldn't fatten a range rabbit.

You're saying no?

No, I'm saying
that this time, I

simply cannot loan the
bank's money on such a risk.

Perhaps later when
things are better.

I mean it when I say I'm sorry.

Oh, Banker man?

I'd like to do business.

Uh, a few thousand, I'd say.

Did you say a few thousand?

Well, I don't know what it'll
be exactly until we count it.

Well, First Merchants
would love to serve you.

Good.
Good.

I do appreciate that.

Oh.

Well, where's the money?

Why it's you oughta know.

Now fill 'em up.

Keep quiet and
nobody gets hurt.

BANK ROBBER: Up
against the wall.

You heard 'em.
Move.

BANK ROBBER: Keep your hands
up and your mouth shut.

Ferguson.

Fill the bags.

Fill the bags, man!

Thanks.

John, it's not like
the earth opened up.

We'll get by.

We always have.

Norcross, let's
get out of here!

Keep your chin up, ya big
plow boy, and pray for rain.

Robbers!

Robbers!

[gunshots]

Have a pleasurable day, ladies!

[gunshots]

No, I gotta get going.

The posse's forming up in 10
minutes at Jason's Crossing.

I understand.

You've never ridden
with a posse.

You can hardly climb on a horse.

Marshall Dillon's gone.

They need every
man they can get.

You're a farmer.

They can't expect you to
go out and hunt outlaws.

Well, it's the law, Janet.

Every able-bodied man rides,
whether he can or not.

Give me them gloves, Wendy.

Might have to climb
a tree to hide.

[laughs] And get me
that tobacco plug.

Sure, Daddy.

If horses chew, I
can make a friend.

Do you have to go?

Yes.

But the talk is that Mr.
Norcross does good things too.

What the talk is.

And didn't he try
to give us money?

Honey, he robbed the bank and
a lot of banks before that,

and he's killed men too.

Don't worry about
your old daddy.

There'll be plenty of
men to protect him.

Now fetch me some
coffee, will you?

Sure, Daddy.

You could be
killed, couldn't you?

You could be killed,
and for what?

A man could walk into
a wagon not seeing,

or touch the Saturday night
bullet meant for the moon,

and for what, Jan?

Don't worry on this hide.

When I'm outside
of the home fence,

I just naturally take
more caution than a woods

rat with the owl out.

And it puts the anchor
on the whole of it.

'Course, I don't know
if it shoots or not,

but it's got notice to it.

Well, I'll be back shortly.

Gonna teach you how to make
coffee one of these days.

It's got to be so strong
a horseshoe won't sink.

Yes sir.

Bye Daddy.

I wonder why he had
to take that gun.

Well, Ma, he'd have
looked funny without one

in front of all them others.

Those others, Darling.

Slow down!

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Well, men, I best take old
pal here up to that old lyin'

shack at the Forks of the Wolf.

You take Nichols and
[inaudible] straight

for the territory line.

That'll get us to the
free end of the rope.

This ain't right, Jack.

We ain't never split up before.

We ain't never
been shot up before.

This old pal here
took to wearing

three left feet for luck.

Get to riding now.

Come on, Bob.
Come on, Bob.

Let's go.

Nah, listen.

You ain't never going
to shake that there

posse with me tagging along.

Let me just climb up a
creek bank here parts

and let 'em fetch me.

Now come on.

Come on.

Looks like the tracks
disappear here, Festus.

Well, I guess our
chores are done

and we can get
back to town, huh?

Y-- You can just stay
put's what you can do.

Now, there ain't none
of us going back yet.

You know, Festus, it
ain't like Norcross

was some barnyard bobcat.

He's got a thought for others.

Everybody here knows
he ain't all bad.

[murmurs]

Yeah.

And all them same
everybody's ought to know

that a crime's a crime, Potter.

Well, I ain't all that
fired up to catch him,

I'll tell you that.

I hear tell of a widow woman
he helped over Cimarron way.

That's right.

He was helping that widow
woman with stolen money, Reeves.

Oh, come on.

He only steals from rich
banks and insurance companies.

And a lot of that he gives
to people that ain't got

it so good.

Well there's a
lot of poor people

got their money in
the banks too, Mattis.

You betcha they have.

Now lookie here.

Like it or not, you all
been deputized proper.

And ain't nobody a-going back.
-Hey look!

Here comes Milligan!

[laughter]

Milligan, you better get
yourself a cactus switch.

[laughter]

What this old horse needs
is a plow behind him.

Now, Milligan, don't you
fret none about your old horse

a-lagging behind, because if
they is to double back on us,

you'd spot 'em, don't you see?

And if you do, just squeeze
off a couple of shots

and we'll come a-running.

Now, Looter, you take your
men and head on upstream there

and give us a squall
if you cut a sign.

Right.

But Fowl, you do
the same downstream.

And the rest of us is going
to go ahead straight on.

All right, lead off, Quantrill.

What?

Festus, why don't
you quick ragging me?

We gets us a mess of
jugs and one of them

bridal suites with enough room
to run Texas steers to butter.

Second floor.

You remember Henshaw, don't you?

Heads you could hide
in a shutter glass.

The same.

Well--

Lost, horse.

We're lost.

By the Lord's
sight, we are lost.

[horse neighs]

Them coming back.

Get moving, you tormenting--
all horses should

have been left on the ark.

We took them jugs done just
quicker than first love.

And old Henshaw, he hears
him some celebrating

onto other side of the wall.

He guesses as to how he'll
just-- just fly over,

see how the wagon points.

Ah.

He starts to flapping
his arms like a fledgling

about to quit the nest.

And he says, lookie here, boys.

I can fly.

I'm going to fly clean
around this building

and back in again.

[laughs]

Well, he takes him a run.

And out the second story
window, he sails, flapping

away like a ruptured eagle.

And Candy Griffith, he
says, I look out the window

and I see ole
Henshaw all hung up

on a prickle bush down below.

So he turns to Jip
Nichols and says,

Jip, you was closest
to the window,

you know'd he couldn't
fly around no building.

Why didn't you stop him?

And ole Jip says, why,
Candy, I'm so drunk,

I bet $5 he could do it.

[laughs]

[horse whinnies]

[jack talking indistinctly]

Well, I just [inaudible] off.
[inaudible] a sign no place,

fellers.

Now either they went
off up that creek back

yonder for them
forks or they doubled

back over that hard
pan by them buttes

is the way I got it figured.

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Wait a minute, Quantrill.

Don't get off.

We can't get you
heisted back on.

[laughter]

No joke, Festus.

It's Looter.

Looks like they've
glommed on to some of 'em.

Looter, where'd you catch 'em?

Caught all three
of 'em in a draw.

Plum easy.

We got the money, Festus.

All of it.

Where's Norcross at?

BANK ROBBER: That's
for you to find out.

[jack talking indistinctly]

JACK NORCROSS: Come on, Bob.

Here.
Here.

Come on.

This'll do you good, Bob.

Take a little bite of that.

Here you go.

Nice and smooth here, Bob boy.

Well.

Maybe you'll feel like eating
a little more later, huh?

What is it, Bob?

[gunshots]

Looks like somebody's
found something.

Get 'em on in to town, Looter.

Come on, fellers, let's ride.

Come on, boys.

That there's Milligan's
old horse, ain't it?

Look here Festus.

Some more over here.

All right, you fellers.

Split up.

Try to get around the back.

Milligan, did you
shoot 'em both, did you?

I ain't sure.

I-- I guess so.

That's Norcross.

I seen just about
every poster of him.

[retches]

Well, he's been-- he's been
shot in the back, Festus.

They've both been
shot in the back.

BAR PATRON: That's a
thing you just don't do.

So what does that mean?

It means, Miss Kitty,
they were back-shot.

Well, your intention was to get
them dead or alive, wasn't it?

Well, get 'em, yes,
but not that way.

What way, then?

Look, the point
is, Miss Kitty, you

don't shoot a man in the back.

Why?

BURKE: Why?

Yeah, why?

Well, you just don't do it.

That's all.

It's a coward's way.

Look, Burke.

You put yourself in
Milligan's place.

What would you have done?

Waited for him to turn
around and shoot you?

Look, I-- I don't expect you
to understand, Miss Kitty.

You're-- well, you're a woman.

Oh, indeed.

So Norcross gives to
his favorite charity,

so he didn't deserve to
get shot, is that it?

Look, I'm not
saying that at all.

All I'm saying is, you don't
shoot a man in the back,

outlaw or not.

That's stupid, Burke.

Back shoot, Robin
Hood, Jesse James.

That's all a lot of nonsense.

Look, I didn't mean
to make you mad, Doc.

Oh, I don't mean you, Burke.

I don't-- yes I do too mean you.

Let me tell you something.

Whenever a man violates a
basic law, whether that law is

legal or medical, especially
when the basic of that law

is the intrusion upon somebody
else's private property,

then that man is an outlaw.

And I don't care how you
try to dramatize him.

He's still an outlaw.

Well, it seems to me that he--
look, my business is waiting.

Doc, I just don't think--

I know you don't think, Burke!

That's your big trouble.

[crowd murmurs]

Must've snuck the point
blank, I'd have to guess.

That's a fact.

I didn't look, but ole Norcross
probably took powder guns.

It was a cowardly thing to do.

It makes us all in
Dodge look bad to have

a backshooter around.

[interposing voices]

JANET: I understand John.

Do you, Jan?

I understand that
you shot a man.

I closed my eyes,
pulled the trigger.

It sure wasn't no
Wyatt Earp affair.

I got him in the
back, Janet, and folks

are saying that ain't right.

Well, I'm saying that you
didn't do anything wrong,

and that you got nothing
to be ashamed of.

And I'm saying that you're my
husband, and that I love you,

and that we're going to
make it no matter what.

How?

We got nothing but
a bad name now.

Without that loan, we're
winter leaves here.

Just winter leaves.

Why don't you go talk
to Mr. Dofeny again?

I mean, you rode in the posse.

They got all that money back.

It was you that got Norcross.

Maybe he'd take
some notice of that.

Won't do no good, Janet.

Well, it won't
if you don't try.

Anyway, I got this feeling,
and it's a good one.

Janet Milligan, I'll be
sacked and sold if you

ain't both ends of the rainbow.

[knock on door]

Who is it?

JOHN: John Milligan, sir.

I stopped by your house and
your wife said you'd be here.

Who did you say it was?

JOHN: John Milligan, sir.

I know it's late, Mr. Dofeny.

Yes.

It is late.

Can I talk to you, sir?

-Come in.
-Thank you, sir.

Brandy?

No, no.

Thank you, sir.

Ordinarily I am
home at this hour.

Had a run of extraordinarily
poor luck on loans.

Hm.

In the East, a banker loans
on the background of a man.

His collateral is
his social posture.

Mr. Dofeny--

I hear it was you that
got Jack Norcross today.

Well, as it happens, sir.

MR. DOFENY: You shot him,
and his partner of course.

I shot a man, sir.

Talk of the town.

Seems so, and I be
lightly confused about it.

Well, there's no
confusion about it.

You shot the
criminal that robbed

this bank and a lot of others.

You sure you won't have any?
-No.

Thank you, sir.

The loan.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry to be a
forward man, but I--

The loan.

I believe you, Milligan.

I believe you could make those
crops dance to your tune,

but I can't give you the loan.

I turned you down this morning.

If I give it to you
now, people will

think that I'm rewarding a man
who shot someone in the back.

Jack Norcross is a
hero to some folks.

Of course, to some folks,
a fire-snorting devil

riding a dragon down their
chimneys would be a hero.

Personally, I don't care if
you'd shot him in quicksand.

The point is, you shot him.

But the double point is,
you shot him in the back.

And for some silly
reason, people

think that makes a difference.

I'm sorry, Milligan.

If I do business
with you, I go under.

That happens to
be the way of it.

I'm sorry.

I am!

Milligan.

Come and see me again
in a few months.

People around here will forget.

They always do.

Get up on your feet, coward!

Who are you?
What do you want from me?

We're going to show you what
we think of back-shooting--

Those ribs are going
to be kind of sore.

I think that's it.

You didn't recognize a
thing about 'em, huh?

Like I said, they all had
hoods over their faces.

I don't know who they
were for certain, Doc.

Not even a voice?

JOHN: Doc, even
if I knew, I ain't

a man to be accusing folks.

Me and my family got
to live in this town.

Well, you let them
get away with it,

and next time, it'll
be a lot worse.

Now, if Matt were here, he'd--

I've got nothing to tell him.

Thanks, Doc.

What do I owe you, anyway?

May, you don't owe anything.

But I'll tell you
what you owe yourself.

You ought to make a full report
to Matt when he gets back.

And something else.

I want you to know
that those men

don't represent the
feelings of the rest of us

here in Dodge at all.
-I thank you, Doc.

WENDY: Hello Daddy.

Wendy!

What are you doing out here?

Oh, Jim Grim and me were
just looking, and thinking

while we were looking.

Thinking about what?

The stars.

I thought they
never quit blinking.

They never quit being there.

But I just saw one fall.

Jim Grim, you tell Wendy them
stars, they fall all the time.

Might be though, they're just
taking it to mind to move on,

start shining brighter
than ever somewheres else.

What happened to your face?

Were you in a fight?

Not much of one.

Your mother inside?

Yes, but--

I'm all right, girl.

What did Mr. Dofeny say?

Oh, John.

Could use some coffee.

Who did you fight with?

He said no.

Not his fault, I reckon.

Norcross being a
hero to some in town,

he figured giving me a loan
would be bad for business.

I've been thinking coming
back, we ain't beaten Janet.

Even suppose the
fall crop's ruined.

We got us the land.

The land's good.

I'm a strong-bodied man.

I can hire out.

Maybe work for somebody
way out of town.

I save my money.

Winter get through.

We plant us a good crop again.

John.

John, don't you talk.

Whatever you decide's all
right with Wendy and me,

you know that.

It's you that I'm worried for.

Ah, this ain't nothing.

Just some farmers taking
hard to what I done.

There's not an honest man
among them that would have done

it any different in your place.

And you see they
hate you for it.

There are times,
John, when things

are so hard that it's not
wrong to-- to turn your back

and walk away.

Wendy and me, we're with
you always and anywhere.

Much obliged, Sam.

Howdy, Doc.

Howdy.

Can I have one more, Sam?

Sure, Doc.

Thank you.

Where were you last night?

Why, was you looking for me?

John Milligan came to see you?

No.

Why?

Well, he got beat
up on his way home.

Beat up?

Who did it?

Oh, some very heroic,
stout-hearted fellows

that had sacks over their heads
so they couldn't be recognized.

Was he all right?

Yep.

He's all right, but
only because he's

got the stamina of
a Percheron, and

more real down home guts
than a lot of people

give him credit for.
Where's Matt?

Is he going to be back soon?

Well, he ought to be
getting back tonight.

Newly, he got a
telegraph from him saying

the trial was over yesterday.

Where are you going?

I better get out yonder, Miss
Kitty, and see how Milligan is.

I'll see y'all later.

You know, Kitty,
there's something going

on in Dodge that
better be straightened

out before it's too late.

CHILDREN: [CHANTING] Jack,
Jack, never come back.

Milligan Killigan,
shot him in the back.

Jack, Jack, never come back.

Milligan Killigan
shot him in the back.

Jack, Jack, never come back.

Milligan Killigan
shot him in the back.

Janet, you all right?

Janet, what is it?

Why are you crying?

It's Wendy.

They started in on Wendy.

What?

She came home today.

Oh, I'm glad you
weren't here to see it.

Did they hurt her?

Did anybody touch her?

No.

But not like that.

It's worse than that.

They're punishing her, John.

What do you mean?

They taunted and
teased her, and they

made her ashamed of
being herself and of us.

For what I'd done.

For that.

Where is she?

She's asleep.

She cried herself to sleep.

We'll take her
out of the school.

What for?

Make her a freak?

Make her a stranger
among the other children?

We can't do that.

And even if you could,
it wouldn't do any good.

It's not the children's
fault, really.

It's the whole town.

Well then, what?

Leave her there so they can
pick at her like a flock

of chickens on a sick biddy?

I'll go there, Jan.

I'll talk to the teacher.

I'll make it stop.

I will.

[children laughing]

CHILDREN: [CHANTING]
Jack, Jack, never--

[clears throat]

Yes?

Name's John Milligan, sir.

Milligan?

You'd be--

Wendy's father.

She's my girl.

Oh, yes, yes.

Well, is there something
I can do for you?

I ain't never been in
one of these, Mr. uh--

Pandy.

Gerald Pandy is my name.

Mr. Pandy, never had a good
chance to get me any schooling.

Of course, I never
took to her, see,

or I guess I'd have
done her some way.

My wife now, she went to school.

Well, that's good.

Eh, now, uh, was there
anything I could help you with?

Because if not, it's about
time for class to begin.

Well, me not
having the learning,

I've been one to look
up to it, Mr. Pandy.

Hoping my little girl could
touch to finer things.

You know my Wendy.

She always done
good in her studies.

Had her good reports
since she started in.

You ever have cause to
be troubled over Wendy?

Oh, no.

No, nothing at all
I can think of.

Reckoned not.

Meaning she done
her part here, sir.

Now, my girl come home
last night too sick to eat

and full of shame for a
thing she ain't to blame for.

Mr. Pandy, I killed a man, and I
done it in what some folks seem

to think is a shameful way.
I know that.

Mr. Milligan, do we really
have to go into all this?

Yes, we do because
it's all part

and piece to Wendy's trouble.

Right's right, Mr. Pandy.

And when a man's done wrong,
it's fair to punish him.

The law does it when what
he's done against the law.

Folks can do it theirselves
if it ain't, and I

can testify to that.

Excuse me, Mr.
Milligan, but what

is the point you're getting to?

The point is, it ain't fair
to punish them that's innocent,

or to see them
punished neither, much

less a little girl child
without one ounce of sin

in her own soul and body.

I beg your pardon, sir.

If you're accusing
me, let me tell you.

I never raised a hand.

No, it ain't that.

I know you never hurt
her, but she's being hurt.

And you're the man here.

You're the one that's
set over all the youngins

to see their learning's
right and proper.

Well, you think I set them on
to pester Wendy, is that it?

You let them, sir.

And she ain't
pestered, Mr. Pandy.

My little girl is dying inside.

Now I can bear whatever I
got to bear for what I done,

but I'm just an ordinary
man with ordinary feelings.

I can't stand my baby
suffering for me.

Mr. Pandy, you gotta tell
me if I can keep her here

or if we gotta go.

Now, Mr. Milligan,
I run a school here,

and I try to keep a decent
degree of discipline

over the children.

But I am not and I
cannot be a tyrant.

I try to maintain a modicum
of order in the classroom,

and I do.

But these children have
parents, and the parents

are the ultimate authority.

Now, the town knows of your,
well, recent unhappiness.

I don't have to tell you
that there are many here

who condemn you for that.

But not I, sir, no.

I judge not, lest I may
be judged, as my rule.

But those who do influence the
thinking of their children.

Oh, my, yes.

And Mr. Milligan, I ask you,
who am I to take the formation

of these children's
values out of the hands

of their true and
rightful parents?

Mr. Milligan, I'm doing my best.

Surely, you understand
my position.

I understand it, Mr. Pandy.

Do you?

Aw, it ain't no use, Wendy.

Jim Grim, you got you any ideas?

Nope?

Don't blame you, Jim Grim.

You can't make something
out of nothing,

or we'd all be princes and
princesses of thereabouts.

Oh.

We can get it, Daddy, somehow.
-Somehow.

The most left-handed
word in the world.

[chickens clucking]

Oh.
Mrs. Milligan.

Marshall.

Is your husband home?

I'd like to talk to him.

Why?

He has some money
coming, Ms. Milligan.

Money?

Yes, the reward money
for Jack Norcross.

Is it respectful, Marshall?

As far as I'm
concerned, it is ma'am.

He's the guy that killed him.

I don't want to seem like
a, like a grasping wife,

but oh, it's going to
make such a difference.

My-- my manners.

Won't you please come in?

I'll uh-- I'll got
get John right away.

Johnny.

Johnny, it's important.

It's very important.

Your Ma don't say
it is if it ain't.

Mr. Milligan.

Marshall, what
was it you wanted?

It's about that, uh, reward
money on Jack Norcross.

Comes to $500 and it's yours.

Johnny, I say everything's
going to be all right.

Don't deserve
nothing, Marshall.

Mr. Milligan, the
man was a killer.

The law says that whoever
brings him in dead or alive's

entitled to the reward.

I reckon it so if
you say so, Marshall,

but the money don't matter if
the town won't have us no more.

That's another thing.

Now, I heard about that bunch
of masked men beating up on you.

I want you to help me
find out who they were.

I don't 'spect I could know
'em for certain, Marshall.

Well, if we worked together
maybe we could find out.

I-- I can't do much
by myself, you know.

I reckon it's
late for that now.

See, folks been
flaming my family,

making it hard for Wendy.

We was fixing to head on.

MATT: Now look,
there's something

I want you to understand.

I may not be able to change the
minds of the people of Dodge

about you, but I
can sure see to it

that they leave
you and your family

alone to live in peace here.

Johnny.

We can try, can't we?

Please.

Well, we can think
on it some, anyhow.

MATT: Good.

I'll, uh, I'll be back
in town this afternoon.

You, uh, you can stop
by and sign the papers

and get that reward money.

Anything I can do,
I, uh, let me know.

BAR PATRON: --thing
you just don't do.

And here's another thing.

A boy was telling
my old woman how

ole Milligan come riding out to
the schoolhouse on the squawk.

Heard him giving the
teacher all kinds of froth

because the kids
was riding his girl.

Well, you reckon
that ain't brass?

Old Backshoot giving trouble
to anybody about anything.

On top of that, he
comes riding into town

bold as brass to collect reward
money for what he's done.

Seem like he ain't
got the idea yet.

Yeah, it seems like.

He ain't got any sand
but what's in his head.

[laughter]

Say, what do you
fellas thinking we

oughta do, rough
him up again worse?

Well, I, uh, guess
we just got to get

his attention a little bit
better than we did last time,

huh?

BAR PATRON: Yeah. [laughter]

JANET: [laughter] Only
it's better than a loan

because there's
nobody to pay back.

You mean it's like
a real present?

And we'll get through this
dry spell and it'll rain,

and the crops will
be fine, I bet.

And the way you're telling
it, missy, when it does rain,

it'll be nothing but
solid kernel ears of corn

and 60 bushel to the acre.

[laughter]

It ain't going to
be easy if we stay,

you know that, both of you?

Money to get us through,
we needed that, all right.

But like the marshall says,
there's no turning the town

around, not right away.

And there's your
schooling, Wendy.

It'll be all right, Daddy.

I believe it will, little lady.

You can stand it til then.

Now, don't you think it's
close to your bedtime

so you can get up bright
and early for school?

I'll go get Jim Grim.

She'll be all right, John.

She's going to be a
hard girl to beat.

Got a lot of her mama in her.

More than half her
daddy, as I see it.

[wendy screams]

[wendy sobbing]

He's dead.

Jim Grim's dead.

Somebody hanged 'em!

JANET: Oh my God.

Oh.

How could they?

Why?

Where are you going?

I'm going to get 'em, Janet.

I ain't gonna lie down no more.

Johnny, don't go!

Johnny, they'll kill you!

Don't go!

[sobbing]

Mr. Milligan.

Mr. Milligan.

I been thinking over
what we talked about.

I'm looking for Ben Mattis.
You seen him?

Uh.
Oh, yeah.

Yes, about an hour ago.

He went into the Bull's Head
with some friends of his.

Uh, Mr. Milligan, I'd
like to talk to you.

Talking's over.

Well if ain't ole backshooter.

[glass breaking]

[shouting]

Stop that!

[shouting]

Well, I don't think you'll
have anymore trouble from them.

Has anything changed,
Marshall, really?

Shouldn't be moaning
around here, us folks.

Your mama needs
help, honey girl.

Mama doesn't really want
to go, does she, Daddy?

Well, I guess we're none
of us too happy about it.

But you wouldn't really want
to stay here now, would you?

Go back to school?

I guess not.

Not anymore.

We'll find a new
place somewhere.

You'll make new friends.

I know it doesn't seem
like it now, but you will.

Sure, Daddy.

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy, look.

What do you suppose they want?

We'll see, hun.

We'll see.

Hello Wendy.

Hello Mr. and Mrs. Milligan.

We, uh, all come to see you
because we heard what happened

and-- and that you
were all leaving.

Mr. Pandy told us that.

He said that it was our fault
that you were a-leaving.

And we all reckon that's so.

We're awful sorry.

And that's why we came,
to ask you to stay.

It's for you.

Open it, Wendy.

It's for you.

[kitten mews]

Will you stay, Wendy?

Will you please?

Daddy?

Well, Wendy, I
guess it wouldn't be

right to take that
kitty travelling,

not when she just got here.

Run along, darling.

[theme music]

NARRATOR: Stay tuned
for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."